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Category Archives: poetry
The Root of All
Whaur wuz me mother’s arms When I was gasping for air wi’ th’ black mouth fevers an’ chills? Whaur wuz she when serpents fell like rain an struck their venom intae oor throats? When lightning bolts an’ tunder Splintered oor … Continue reading
Solstice
Winter comes upon us wi’ a cauld ‘n’ lonely win’. Like rain we dance upon th’ lilac shadows an’ evenin’ light, Th’ lowly mist spreads empty chills across th’ clear an’ purple night Winter comes upon us wi’ th’ howling … Continue reading
Fer de Lance
The greenlee hunter fae th’ Canopy above Drops doon in silent malice. Fair game we ur all. Our necks, th’ tender spot. Snakes like rain Drop doon upon us Death rattle an’ th’ mortal scream Waves at oor feet, nae … Continue reading
Th’ Bend o’ th’ Bow
Tis a battle o‘ th’ jade an’ blue cerulean sea. Tis a battle o’ bone an’ tissue An’ th’ constant struggle tae stay afloat. Tis th’ coming o’ Wormwood An’ th’ sorrows he shall bring. We await Th’ bitter taste … Continue reading
Th’ Scion o’ th’ Deep
Deliver us o’ master o’ th’ deep smite tha’ wicked watery beastly demon take ‘er doon tae tha’ bottomless calderon where th’ evil ones dae dwell Keep thaim safely bound wi’ chains and ankored tae th’ stones o’ perdition far … Continue reading
A Fragile Sleep Outside the Shores of Eden
Wha’ a tundrous soun’ is th’ soun’ o’ breathin’ Wha’ a shower o’ light th’ stars can bring tae th’ deep sleepin luna. Tha’ silen’ wave o’ weariness, Tae heavy tae be called sleep Leaves th’ ashen dreams tae turn … Continue reading
The One World
Aroun’ th’ point an’ beyon’ th’ breaks, mindful o’ th’ corals an’ th’ rips, stay above th’ sandy shoals, th’ weary lads mus’ tack. Intae th’ win’ an’ intae th’ bay, Then drop th’ ankor stone. Find sweet water flowing … Continue reading
The Dark Blue Seas
Whe’ th’ clouds in thyne eyes an’ th’ scales oan thy lense fall tae th’ deck lik’ tears, further be th’ horizon in th’ sinking o th’ hert. Na congers tae net, only hawp ‘n’ despair tae fill yer plate. … Continue reading
Th’ Banks o’ Pison
Th’ day o’ th’ Laird is nigh when nae man wull be spared. Today is th’ day o’ th’ last sunrise, the last breath we tak’. At th’ mercy o’ Undine, Under th’ hateful glare O’ Kulkuklan, th’ feathered serpent … Continue reading
Th’ Myth o’ th’ Homeland
Tha’ first glimpse intae th’ valley o’ giants, O’ th’ universe found on a blade o’ grass, Tis th’ Muses o’ th’ Lower World, an’ their singings, inviting yee tae meet th’ basalt teeth on th’ shores o’ th’ land … Continue reading
